Singled out?!

Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing's pupils suddenly contracted into a pin-like shape, and her delicate body was tense, as if she was facing a great enemy.

The conditions proposed by Zhang Ye seem to be fair, but in fact they imply murder.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the two, and they are not at the same level at all.

Although Jiang Qingqing once inherited the mantle of her father's Wing Chun, she was young at that time, and she had not learned boxing for a few years.

And Zhang Ye followed his father Zhang Yuan and studied taekwondo for more than ten years, and he was a strong black belt third-dan at a young age!

The whirlwind whirlwind kick just now directly kicked a clear footprint on the steel plate, which shows his terrifying strength.

Zhang Ye offered to find Jiang Qingqing to fight alone, just to find a righteous and bright excuse, and wanted to clean her up.

At this moment, Zhang Ye saw her hesitant appearance, and deliberately provoked:

"What's the matter? Scared? Stinky girl, haven't you always thought that the old-fashioned rubbish traditional martial arts is better than taekwondo? In that case, use the kung fu taught by your dead ghost dad to defeat me! Don't say that I won't give you a chance, as long as you defeat me, won't your ancient martial arts society be saved?"

In the face of Zhang Ye's agitation method, Jiang Qingqing bit her lip lightly and clenched her fists, as if she had experienced a battle between heaven and man.

"Hoo ......"

In the end, she took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, as if she had made some big decision, and said firmly: "Okay, I promise you!"

Seeing her agree, the corners of Zhang Ye's mouth rose slightly, revealing a vicious smile, and continued: "Let's make it clear in advance, fists and feet have no eyes, no matter which side is injured in heads-up, you can't blame the other party!"

"No problem!" Jiang Qingqing nodded.

At this time, Chu Nan subconsciously had a strong sense of foreboding, walked to Jiang Qingqing's side, and said with great concern: "Senior Sister Qingqing, if it doesn't work, don't force it!"

However, when Jiang Qingqing heard this, she shook her head at him and said, "Chu Nan, thank you for your concern! But this time, I must fight, and I must win!"

Seeing her determined eyes, Chu Nan's heart trembled, knowing that in this heads-up, she was not only fighting for herself, but also for her deceased father, and even gambled on all her dignity and pride.

However, Chu Nan was still relieved in his heart, thought for a while, quietly took out his mobile phone, and immediately sent a text message to Ye Fan asking for help while the people around him were not paying attention.

……

At the same time, many members of the Taekwondo Club scattered one after another, making room for the two of them.

The two stood opposite each other, more than ten steps apart.

Jiang Qingqing took the lead in clasping her fists and saluting, but Zhang Ye sneered disdainfully, hooked his fingers defiantly, and didn't put her in his eyes at all, and said:

"Let the horse come, or if I make a move, you won't even have the strength to fight back!"

Hearing such contemptuous words, Jiang Qingqing was not angry because of this, her eyes became sharp, and she had a little more heroic aura on her body.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, she let out a delicate scream, her hands were clamped under her ribs, and her moves were as fast as lightning, and she suddenly narrowed the distance between herself and Zhang Ye.

"Poof!poof!"

Her fists were as dense as a storm, attacking Zhang Ye's vital points from various tricky angles.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would not have time to react at all, and he would be beaten down in an instant and completely lose his combat effectiveness.

However, how can Zhang Ye be easy to match?

In the face of this stormy attack, he did not retreat, but raised his leg sharply, choosing to fight back with a hard-hitting and more powerful move.

Forward kicks, horizontal kicks, side kicks, push kicks, back kicks, swing kicks, backspin kicks, ......

Although Taekwondo is named after "fist", its attack moves are mainly based on leg methods, accounting for 70% of its total technique system.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

For a while, the sound of fists and feet in the field, and the dull sound of flesh collision came and went, endlessly.

But not long after, Jiang Qingqing had already fallen behind, and the danger was full of dangers.

As the saying goes, "hands are two doors, all rely on feet to beat people"!

The strength of the human leg is far greater than the strength of the fist.

What's more, Jiang Qingqing, as a woman, is inherently weaker than men.

After only a few minutes, most of her physical strength had been consumed, her whole body was soaked with sweat, she was panting heavily, and her messy hair was sticky to her neck, looking extremely embarrassed.

And her pink fist hung down abruptly, her forearm muscles twitched constantly, and black green lumps appeared, obviously in the high-intensity and high-load battle, she had already suffered a lot of injuries.

Not far away, Chu Nan, who had always been observing the battle situation, sweated for Jiang Qingqing.

If this trend continues, it is only a matter of time before she loses.

……

At this time, Zhang Ye glared at Jiang Qingqing viciously, and said sharply:

"Stinky girl, do you remember when you were a child, because you secretly practiced some bullshit Wing Chun, I cleaned it up! As a result, my dad found out later, and actually broke one of my legs, and grounded me for a full month!

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ye's figure skyrocketed, like a tiger descending from a mountain, rushing towards Jiang Qingqing.

Both speed and strength are more than twice as strong as before.

For a while, Jiang Qingqing fell into a very dangerous situation, and could only barely protect her hands in front of her to block.

She seems to be a lonely boat in a storm, fluttering and threatening to be swallowed at any time.

"Go-die-!"

Suddenly, Zhang Ye let out a heart-rending roar, and kicked Jiang Qingqing's face door with a powerful horizontal kick.

This kick contains Zhang Ye's strength of 12 percent, and he does not pity the jade at all.

If you are accidentally kicked, I am afraid that you will break the phase in an instant, and the bridge of your nose will be kicked off.

Under the huge threat, Jiang Qingqing didn't dare to slack off at all, her whole body was tense, and the fingers of her hands were in a very unique posture, using the secret technique in Wing Chun -

Fingers!

In the Wing Chun boxing style, the index belongs to the advanced fighting style, mainly to control the heavy with light, to eliminate the fighting, to soften the steel hair, and to use the strength to fight!

At this moment, Jiang Qingqing just wanted to use the "marker" to resolve Zhang Ye's domineering horizontal kick.

Suddenly, he noticed that a hideous smile appeared on Zhang Ye's face, as if some trick had succeeded.

Seeing this smile, Jiang Qingqing's heart was shocked, and she said secretly:

Fooled!

At this moment, Zhang Ye's steel legs, which were originally kicked towards her door, drew a strange arc in mid-air, and actually changed direction and kicked towards her softest lower abdomen.

It turned out that his horizontal kick just now was just a false move.

Now, it's the real killer move!

However, Jiang Qingqing was deceived by him, her hands were protected by the door, and she was caught off guard, she didn't have time to dodge at all, she could only watch the kick on her lower abdomen.

"Bang!"

A loud thunderous bang rang out in the arena.

Jiang Qingqing's thin and delicate body, as if it had been hit by a cannonball, was kicked more than ten meters away, and then fell to the ground.

……

"Senior Sister Qingqing!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Nan's eyes were red and he rushed over like crazy.

Looking at it closely, I saw Jiang Qingqing's face like ashes, her eyes were gloomy, and the corners of her mouth were oozing a trace of red blood, which was shocking.

One drop!

Two drops!

Three drops!

The crimson blood flowers slid down the corners of her mouth and dripped onto her clothes, like bewitching blood lotuses.

And her lower abdomen is a depression, and I don't know how many ribs are broken.

"Senior Sister Qingqing, you hold on, I'll take you to the hospital!" Chu Nan said in a loud voice, and then carefully picked up her delicate body, trying to stand up.

Who knew that in the process, she accidentally touched the wound on her lower abdomen.

The pain was so intense that she let out a wail from the depths of her throat, and it was extremely miserable.

At this moment, Zhang Ye, who was the "culprit", walked over with a swagger, looked down at Jiang Qingqing condescendingly, and said disdainfully:

"Now, do you know the gap between yourself and me? Jiang Qingqing, your father is a weakling, you are a weakling, and the traditional martial arts of Huaxia are even more flowery fists and embroidered legs, and they are garbage, which cannot be compared with taekwondo at all!"

"Weakness is the original sin!"

"As a weak person, you only have to be beaten! Even if you want to go to the hospital for treatment now, how can you leave without my consent?"

Zhang Ye's tone was extremely arrogant.

Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing's lips moved, and she said weakly: "My father...... My dad wasn't weak, he ...... He's a great hero!"

Her voice, though staccato and staccato, contained a strong will.

But these words completely stimulated Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye's eyes were about to split, the green tendons on his forehead stood up, and he roared like an angry lion:

"Stinky girl, you eat things inside and out! If it weren't for my father's take-in, you two would have starved to death! Over the years, your food, drink, and Lazar have not all been paid for by my father! As a result, you still think about a dead ghost all day long! Tell you, if you don't admit it today, you won't want to leave here!"

"Even if it is...... You say that...... You can't make me give in......" Jiang Qingqing raised her neck and said word by word.

Every word seems to weigh a lot.

……

Her stubborn appearance completely annoyed Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye clenched his fists, his facial features twisted together, extremely hideous, like a powerful ghost under the Nine Shadows, gritted his teeth and said:

"Hmph...... In this case, I will fulfill you and send you down to see that dead old man!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ye raised his right foot without hesitation and kicked heavily towards Jiang Qingqing's lower abdomen.

"Boom!"

In anger, he showed no mercy to his subordinates at all, and used twelve percent of his strength.

Jiang Qingqing's lower abdomen had been hit hard before, and several ribs were broken.

If you are injured again, it will make matters worse and add fuel to the fire, and I am afraid that it will leave lifelong sequelae.

At this critical moment, Chu Nan, who was weak next to him, burst out of an amazing courage out of nowhere, stood up suddenly, and used his flesh and blood as a shield to block Jiang Qingqing.